Month: August 2016

Message for the Masses – Virgo New Moon/Solar Eclipse 2016


The lone wolf is our sentinel as the Seven of Swords creeps through the night eluding perceptions of thievery and hidden dishonor. The trickster has made a stunning performance this year within a background of mirrors and funhouse distortion. It’s been a crapshoot working out what’s real and what’s fiction. Even the best of us have had moments where it seemed the only recourse was to flee. Holding secrets close to the hip, this lonely friend skulked from melodies offering nothing but love. This love appeared as a demon, come to threaten the will of the known. In truth it only challenged us to leap with faith into a bath of golden water.

Tomorrow we enter a new season of growth. Having found no refuge in the night, we begin the pilgrimage back home to gaze into the eyes of love once again, and find our true north. Queries from the past are asking us to see our stories in a new light. Focus has been hard to come by as images and holograms thrust past our lies in the periphery. The only recourse has been to fall into the stories, and see where they lead us.

This moon cycle is our shot to set it all straight, find solid footing. We are offered a chance to shed light on the ways we have fallen from grace, and turned our eyes from love. Now is the moment to move toward the sun, and see what truly lives along those paths of fear. The twist is to figure out how to do this with compassion, recognizing our own personal humanity. Criticism and judgment are what forced us into this solitude in the first place. As we walk back down the most recent paths taken, look into the eyes of love, and say, “yes please” to forgiveness, to connection, to humility. The monster we believed we were running from is simply a friend anticipating us knowing our true worth.

May our haunts bring us joy, and create channels of beckoned knowing.


**card image from Stella’s Tarot

Message for the Masses – Week of August 15, 2016




The Queen of Pentacles has arrived with the gift of form. The mutation we began at the beginning of the year rounds into its last phase with this gift. It is time now to allow the new form to take shape. At its highest vibration the tone of the recent months has sung a song of self-inquiry and self-care. This self-centered focus has served the purpose of elevation. We are destined now to crown the Queen. Allow her to take her rightful title, and remember herself as divine. It is time for the coronation of our inner monarch.

In the next days we are offered an inferno to shape the contours of our shift. The roar of the warrior will release the wisdom. It is imperative that we howl at the moon this week.

Howl, for real.


Within this howl lives prayers to divine manifestation. Release old haunts, allow the banshees to fly free. The harpies will carry them away with the wind if we ask. It is time to release these tricky travelers from our domes, and allow the gold to settle in.

Sensual perfection is in order. We can achieve this with discipline. There is no room for anything but delight, and we must stand firm that any sense of doom is a temptation best left on the shelf. Connection can help us believe that. Within the solitary study we extend our reach to those who have been with us through it all.

Pat them on the back.

Show them love.

Honor your brother, honor your sister, honor your lover, honor your friend. They are our mirrors, and illuminate gifts of reflection that carry us through the journey.

May our shape emerge with sparkling wonder, and shoot roots into the depths of trust.


**card image from Sola-Busca Tarot

Message for the Masses – August, 1, 2016



The 2 of Pentacles is doing cartwheels around us this week, begging us to lighten up. Swirls of laughter and bendable cares live within the potential ahead. Fun is at our knees if we can bring ourselves down off our high horses to dance in the dirt. We are juggling colossal feats these days, and it’s time to infuse pleasure into the process.

It’s easy to get weighed down in our imaginary woes. The temptation to view things through the eyes of struggle is seductive. It beguiles us with the illusion that there is someone to blame for our ennui. In truth, there is no one to blame, including ourselves. The only truth is love. So why not celebrate whether it seems time or not?

Play is holding our hand as we walk through the channels of circumstance. Our perceptions of pressure lessen with this fool hearted friend by our side. Soon, as is if by magic, what felt like a demon towering over becomes a puppy in the corner licking his wounds. It is this form of transformation that provides the inspiration for new journeys. New love is around the corner.

This is the time to express ourselves with royal zeal through doing the things we love, with the people we love. Creation is at our fingertips, and conveys sure promise of solid ground.

What makes you feel boundless?

Who brings giggles to your heart when you look in their eyes?

With whom can you write gibberish and receive accolades of love?

The answers lead to the path of freedom, and assure levity as you undress your layers. We must allow the vulnerability that comes with a wide open heart to lead us to oceans of connection. Trust that the cords do not bind, yet instead remind us of the source of it all, providing safety to let go into the pulse.

May we catch and release each moment with agile grace.


** card image from Tarot of the 78 Doors